An Angsty and Overly-Philosophical Tangent on Track and Field

So lately I've been feeling pretty apathetic about my participation in track and field. It's almost like suddenly the entire prospect of racing seems absurd to me. I feel like my coaches and teammates are proponents to a system that seeks to create distinctions and superiority where it shouldn't exist. The false competition yielded reflects America's capitalist nature and also the nature of the humans therein to conform. Where is the meaning in any of this? The Olympic Games were first created by the ancient Greeks to keep people from killing each other in war. Okay, so preserving peace is an indisputable good, but is athletic competition as effective at squelching violent conflict anymore? No. There are far more effective means, like communication, for example, and international unions. I could see some usefulness in how it reveals the physical potential of the human body. But that's almost like saying that I could see some usefulness in the exploitation of Jews for medical and surgical advancements during the Holocaust. A little extreme, but I can't help but feeling like a test subject, when I'm not feeling like an addict to testosterone abuse. Now I'm all about staying healthy, but I just can't get excited when I'm asked to explore the limit of my physical potential. That's dangerous and calls out to injury. So if the competition is trivial, and the challenge self-defeating, where again is the essence? It's madness. Organized and glorified.